last night, I overheard my uncle bragging about his big bonuses in front of my relatives — while I'm just trying to figure out how to pay this month's bills. the whole family thinks I’m doing well because I have a 'good job' but they don't see my bank account. yaar, matlab samjho na, my ‘nice clothes’ are mostly borrowed or bought on sale just to fit in. hearing about tariffs on Bangladeshi goods ...
not gonna lie, every time I open the fridge and see my sad kale wilt, I feel like an imposter in my own life. I mean, who am I fooling here? pretending to care about nutrition while crushing three-day-old takeout. my colleagues brag about their self-care routines, while I’m over here scheduling “me-time” just to sit in silence—praying nobody finds out I’m one PowerPoint presentation away from comp...
i am building a life that looks good on paper—but it's not the life i wanted. my parents wanted a doctor, so here i am, drowning in textbooks, while secretly hoping my hot glue gun skills could land me a job as a craft influencer—what's more valuable, really? it’s wild how the “great expectations” of family can drown out your own dreams, leaving you plastered to a desk in a sea of aspirations you never chose. #livingthedream #notreally
i am building a life that looks good on paper—but it's not the life i wanted. my parents wanted a doctor, so here i am, drowning in textbooks, while secretly hoping my hot glue gun skills could land me a job as a craft influencer—what's more valuable, really? it’s wild how the “great expectations” of family can drown out your own dreams, leaving you plastered to a desk in a sea of aspirations you never chose. #livingthedream #notreally
wait. the last time i put my shoes on the wrong feet, i didn’t think twice. it was a casual Tuesday, and i walked the dog like it was just another day. halfway around the block, the shoes felt so uncomfortable, like they were silently judging me for my choices. now, when i think about how often i waited for the right time to chase my dreams, i realize i wore the wrong shoes for too long. sometimes...